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Lyrics:
I Can Hear The Soft Breathing of The Girl That I Love, as She Lies Here Beside Me asleep With The Night, and Her Hair, In A Fine Mist floats On My Pillow, reflecting The Glow of The Winter Moonlight. she Is Soft, She Is Warm, but My Heart Remains Heavy, and I Watch As Her Breasts gently Rise, Gently Fall, for I Know With The First Light Of Dawn i'll Be Leaving, and Tonight Will Be all I Have Left To Recall.
oh, What Have I Done, why Have I Done It, i've Committed A Crime, i've Broken The Law. for Twenty-Five Dollars and Pieces Of Silver, i Held Up And Robbed a Hard Liquor Store.
my Life Seems Unreal, my Crime An Illusion, a Scene Badly Written in Which I Must Play. yet I Know As I Gaze at My Young Love Beside Me, the Morning Is Just A Few Hours Away.
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